Date: Tue, 25 Dec 2007 22:13:22 -0800 (PST)
From: Randy Howard
Subject: The Journal / Chapter 2 / Beginnings
The Journal
Chapter Two
By randyhoward2@yahoo.com
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>From the previous chapter:
I awake with a jolt and sit up. We aren't moving anymore
and Kyle is nowhere around that I can see and I panic. I
get up and go outside to look for him and see him lying on
the ground just off the road. He is covered in blood and
isn't moving.
"Oh God, what is happening now?" I ask to myself.
I then hear a voice behind me saying, "There's the other
fag, get
him."
I feel a hard whack on my head and then darkness.
Chapter 2
When I came to I was in an ambulance and I looked
over and saw Kyle lying on a stretcher so still. His face
had dried blood on it and his beautiful eyes were closed.
"Is he alive," I ask.
"Barely," replies the attendant.
"What has happened to us," I inquire.
"Apparently you were badly beaten," he says
"Do you recall anything that happened," he asks me.
"No I don't," I reply.
"I remember waking up and realizing we had stopped and I
couldn't find Kyle," I tell him.
"His head has sustain much trauma to it and until there are
x-rays we can't be sure how bad," he tells me.
"How about me," I ask him.
"You had a severe blow to the back of your head but I think
that other than a slight concussion you should be fine and
you will probably also have an x-ray," he tells me.
"If the police officer hadn't come across you when he did
Kyle may have died and you could have been worst," he
adds.
My heart is breaking as I think about Kyle and his
condition. I pray to God to spare him and give him back to
me. The tears are flowing down my face and the attendant
tries to comfort me.
"Is he your brother," he asks me.
"No my boyfriend," I tell him.
He looks at me for a moment, says to me that he has a
boyfriend also, and can imagine what I must be going
through. He takes my hand, squeezes it, and tells me things
will be fine.
"The hospital is just a few more minutes away and they
have this new unit they call a 'trauma unit'," he tells me.
The ambulance pulls up to the emergency ward doors
and our doors swing open. Attendants rush out, grab
Kyle's stretcher from the paramedic, and rush him inside.
Then another group comes for my stretcher and whisks me
inside. I'm beside myself wondering where Kyle is. A
doctor is examining him, and turns to a nurse and orders an
x-ray of the skull, neck and full back to be safe, I hear him
say. Another doctor treats my cuts and has to put six
stitches in my head. He tells me,
"Until we get the x-ray results, which I think will be fine,
you look worst than you actually are, we don't know if
anything got seriously hurt inside your head," he tells me.
"What about Kyle?" I ask Dr Johnson looking at his name
badge.
"That I can't say, Dr Martin is working on him and from
the looks of him he is much worst than you are," he tells
me.
'My God, who and what did they do to us and why' I
think. It is then that a state police officer comes in to talk
to me.
"Mr. Joshua Kerry?" he asks.
"Yes sir, that's me," I say.
"I am officer Mark Stapleton with the Ohio state police. I
would like to ask you a few questions if you are up to it,"
he says.
"I have a wicked headache but I am sure I can answer what
I know," I say and grimace as I try to rise.
"Don't try to sit," he tells me.
"Do you remember anything about what happened this
evening?" he asks.
"No. I was asleep in the back of the van when I noticed
that we had stopped moving. I sat up and looked for
Kyle." he is interrupted by Officer Stapleton.
"That would be Mr. Kyle Fitzpatrick," he says looking at
his notes.
"Yes officer," I say.
"I get out and look for Kyle but I can't see him. I walk
around a bit and see him lying in the grass just off the road.
I ran over to him and bent down to see if he was all right
and noticed all the blood. It was then that I felt a blow to
my head and went out," I tell the officer.
"You didn't notice anyone following you at all?" he asks.
"Like I said, I was in the back sleeping," I tell him.
It is then that Josh remembers about the altercation, they
had in town earlier. Therefore, he tells the officer about
what happened and mentions how the waitress at the diner
there in town had seen what happened and she might know
their names. He says that maybe they followed them and
may have jumped them.
"Well that's a good lead and thank you Mr. Kerry. I will
get back to you if we find anything out. I hope that your
boyfriend and you recover well," he says to me.
"How do you know he's my boyfriend," I ask the officer.
"Well. well I just assumed with the way you were
acting," he says, as his face turns red.
"Oh, and yes he is. my boyfriend," I add.
The officer gives me his card and tells me to call if I
have any more information and then he leaves and my
attention once again is on Kyle. I stop a nurse and inquire
as to where Kyle is and she informs me that he is in the x-
ray department as an orderly comes to wheel me down
there also. I see Kyle lying still on his gurney and his
beautiful eyes are still closed. I ask the orderly to put me
beside Kyle so I can reach him. He moves me over to him
and I reach out and find his hand, it is so cold and I start to
cry. I just squeeze it and pray that God will give him back
to me. I am lying there crying when I hear,
"Hey bud, why you crying?" Kyle asks me.
Startled, I turn to Kyle and he is looking at me, with one
eye open and one closed. I squeeze his hand and say,
"Oh God thank you for giving him back to me." I look
Kyle in the eyes, or his one he has opened, and ask him,
"How you feeling babe?"
"Like I got hit by a train," he says.
"What happened," I ask.
"Well I had to piss so I pull over and stop. I get out and
walk over to the bushes and piss. You were sound asleep
in the back so I didn't wake you," he says.
"I wish you had though," I tell him.
"I am pissing and I see a car pull behind me and stop. I
then noticed that it was those guys from town and they had
followed us. I put my dick away but by then, they are on
me and one has his arms around me while the other asks,
"Where is your fag boyfriend sweetie?" he asks.
"I left him in town," I tell them.
"Well no matter, you are the one we want. Not so tough
now are ya," he says.
"It is then that he swings and he gets me in the gut. I bend
over and his knee comes up and gets me in the face. I fall
to the ground and him and the others start kicking me and
calling me names.
"Hey faggot want to suck our cocks, huh," one says.
"Hey someone is moving in the van, one calls out. It was
then that I blacked out." He tells me.
I tell him about everything that happened after that and
smiled at him. It is then that lab tech came out and took
Kyle in for his x-rays. He calls out to me and yells,
"I love you Joshua Kerry."
"I love you to babe," I call out to him and he is gone.
We spent a few days in the hospital for observation and
were released. I called Officer Stapleton and gave him the
information that Kyle had given me. He said that he would
need to hear it from him himself and we arranged to meet at
headquarters to give our formal statements. We did and
Kyle called his folks and told him what happened and that
we would be home in less than three hours. They were
upset that he hadn't called sooner but he told them he was
fine and didn't want them to worry. Well when we got
there and mother saw him, she cried. She completely lost it
hugging him and crying. When she finally calmed down,
she led us into the drawing room and sat us down. She
called Franklin, the butler, and asked for some drinks. He
asked Kyle and me what we wanted and left. Kyle then
introduced me to his mom.
"Mom this is Joshua Kerry," he says.
"Pleased to meet you Joshua," she says and gets up and
gives me a hug.
"Have you called your parents yet young man?" she asks
me.
"No mam, my folks are on vacation and I can't reach them,
" I tell her.
"Where is dad mom," Kyle asks his mom.
"He is in France on business and will be home on Friday,"
she says.
It is then that Franklin returns with our drinks and tell
Mrs. Fitzpatrick that she has a call. She excuses herself
and goes to take the call. Kyle comes over, sits by me, and
gives me a kiss.
"Kyle your mom might come back in and see us," I say.
"So what," he says "I am going to tell here about us
anyways."
"Tell me what," his mom asks.
"Well mom why don't you sit down please. I need to tell
you something and hope you understand."
He is sweating and starting to stutter as he tries to find
the words to gently tell his mom. Like that could ever
happen.
"Mom I have noticed something about myself now for
many years. I have only just now come to terms with it.
Mom, I'm gay," and he lowers his head and looks at the
floor.
"Oh my and I thought it was going to be something so
terrible," she says.
"We have known that since you were fourteen," she tells
him.
"What!" he says.
"How," he asks.
"We just put two and two together and realized you were
gay," she said.
"What two and two did you put together," he asks her.
"Well let me think. One you never had a girlfriend that
seemed to matter. Two when you had your best friend
Brian over, the way you would look at him and hang on his
every word, well I am not blind son," she concludes.
"And how do you and dad feel about me now," he asks
with apprehension in his voice.
She gets up, walks over to him, pulls him up to her, and
gives him the biggest mom hug you ever saw and a kiss on
his cheek.
"Son we love you and only want what will make you
happy," she says to him with love in her eyes. "We don't
care if you are gay or not as long as you are happy. We
don't understand it but we love you and that is all that
matters. Now is this young man your boyfriend dear?" she
asks Kyle.
"Yes mom he is and isn't he so handsome," he asks her and
takes me by the hands and pulls me up to him and gives me
a hug and a kiss on the lips. I turn every shade of red there
is. She comes over, and hugs me and says, "welcome to
the family son." She takes me by the arm and leads me to
my room. She stops at the door and looks from Kyle to me
and back to Kyle and asks,
"Do you sleep together or should there be separate
bedrooms?" she asks Kyle.
"We sleep together mom but if you are uncomfortable with
that separate rooms are fine," he tells her.
"I have no problem with that as long as sex does not
happen please," she asks.
"That's fine mom we can respect that and mom, I love you
and thanks," he says as he gives her a hug and kiss.
"Well that phone call was from my club and I need to make
an appearance there. I will be home for dinner at six, see
you then." She says and leaves.
We go out, and get our clothes and bring them into our
bedroom. Kyle closes the door behind me, and locks it, and
turns to me and takes me in his arms. He draws me to him
and kisses me hard and deep. His passion is boiling over in
him and he breaks our kiss and says,
"I need to make love to you my love."
"But Kyle your mom said no sex."
"I know but she is gone and I need you babe," he whines.
"Well I need you too babe, so I guess its fine."
He slowly starts to unbutton my shirt as I am undoing
his. We let them fall to the floor and he undoes my belt
and unbuttons my jeans. They fall to the floor and I step
out of them. I am standing there naked and he drops to his
knees. He takes my cock into his mouth and swallows it to
my pubes. I let out a deep sigh and moan and put my hands
on his head. He sucks me until I am hard, pulls off, and
removes his jeans. We move to the bed and he gently lays
me down. He gets on top of me and we start to kiss. It is
soft at first but it gets more passionate and hard as we grind
our hard cocks into each other. He slides down me and
makes love to my nipples. He nibbles and softly bites them
and then caresses them with his tongue. He drops down to
my cock, moves it aside, and takes my balls into his mouth.
He rolls them around and sucks them driving me to the
brink. I am moaning and thrashing on our bed in ecstasy.
He drops them, and lifts my legs and put them on his
shoulders. He starts licking behind my balls and moves to
my rosebud. He licks all around it, gently bites it, and then
inserts his tongue in my hole. The feelings are too great to
give words to. I yell out in my pleasure,
"Oh Kyle what you are doing to me babe. That is so
fucking hot. I need you to fuck me babe right now," I say
to him.
"You sure," he asks me "Have you ever done that before
bud."
"You know I haven't. You are my first man ever."
He reaches over to his nightstand and grabs some baby
oil. He pours some on his fingers and some on my ass. He
places a finger to my hole and gently pushes it in. The
feeling is a little uncomfortable but not bad. He starts to
work my sphincter muscle with his finger. He does this
awhile and puts another finger in. With a scissor motion,
he opens and stretches me. The feelings are fantastic as he
works my hole and finds my prostate gland. He rubs it and
my hips fly off the bed.
"Babe you better fuck me now because whatever you are
hitting is driving me to the edge," I tell him between
moans.
He lifts up, and moves closer to my ass and aligns his
cock with my hole.
"Are you sure bud? Tell me if it hurts you and I will stop
and pull out," he says.
"Yeah babe go for it," I tell him.
He gently pushes against my hole and I push back.
There is a moment of pressure and then the head slides in.
The pain is so bad I scream out. He pulls out immediately
and asks if I am all right. For a moment I can't talk but
slowly reply,
"Wow that caught me off guard."
"We don't have to do this," he says.
"No babe I want to it just took me by surprise. Please Kyle
try again," I tell him.
He applies more oil and gently pushes the head in and
waits. No pain so I tell him to continue. He gently and
slowly slides more of his cock into me stopping every so
often to let me adjust to him. When he is all the way in he
waits a moment and asks,
"You all right bud?"
"Oh fucking yeah. Fuck me babe," I tell him.
He starts out slowly, with long deep strokes. In and out
slowly gradually picking up rhythm as he goes. After a
while, he is fucking me hard, deep and fast. He hits my
prostate each time he thrusts in me. My hips rise to meet
his downward thrusts. I can feel my nuts tightening up and
I know I am close.
"Oh fuck babe, I'm close, fuck me hard." I say to him.
He is fucking me so hard and deep and then it happens my
nuts draw up and my cock swells and I shoot a volley of
cum right up to my face. I shoot volley after volley of cum.
I have never had an orgasm like this. Never have I cum
like this. As I came, my sphincter muscle contracted
around his cock and brought him to his climax.
"Fuck Josh I'm cuming," he yells.
"Oh fuck man you are so tight and hot man. I can't stop
cuming." He says.
He is slamming my ass as if it was his last fuck. I can
feel his cum filling my bowels. He fucks me until he has
no more to give me. He drops on me and kisses me deeply
and passionately. My arms are around him and holding
him as if never to let him go. We kiss while we calm down
from our sexual high.
"I love you Kyle Fitzpatrick." I tell him.
"I love you also Joshua Kerry." He replies.
We kiss and then head to the shower. He turns on the
shower, and adjusts the temperature and we get in. He
places me under the warm water and then himself. He
washes my hair and washes me all over. I then do the same
for him. He takes me in his arms after we rinse and says to
me.
"You make me so happy bud. I have never felt this way
about anyone. Today we lost our virginity and I felt it so
good." He says to me with love in his eyes.
"Well, I lost my virginity but you still have yours," I tell
him.
"Well next time you can fuck me and then we will both be
the same."
"I don't need to do that, I enjoyed the feel of you in me. It
truly made us one. Just having you to love me is more than
I could ever hope for my love." Then we kissed.
Two weeks later, we left for Massachusetts and to tell
my folks. I got to meet his father and he was very genuine
in his feelings towards his son and his being gay. He
welcomed me to the family and later introduced me as his
new son in law to his friends. It was very awkward at times
having always hidden my being gay. I didn't know at first
how to handle being out and so adamant about it. We both
seemed to survive our time with his parents and looked
forward to going home to meet mine. His van was packed
and we both hugged and kissed his mom and dad goodbye.
We had talked the day before with Officer Stapleton and he
told us how they had arrested the four men who had
jumped and beaten us and got one of them to confess.
After awhile they all confessed and now we don't have to
go back for a trial. We were finally on the road and
heading home. I found his guitar in the back and started to
play. We sang most of our favorites like Dylan and Peter,
Paul and Mary. It made the trip home so much more
pleasant. Just being with Kyle was all I needed. He was so
handsome and strong. He had apologized soon after we got
home to his house that he hadn't been able to protect me
from those thugs. I told him that it wasn't his fault seeing
how he unconscious. We spent the night making love in
Pennsylvania at a little motel. The next morning we were
up early and on the road after a breakfast at a local diner.
We arrived at my home about one in the afternoon. I knew
mom would be home but dad wouldn't be until six. I told
Kyle that maybe we should wait until dad got home to tell
them both. He looks at me and says,
"You scared bud?"
"Nervous is more like it. My folks aren't like yours."
"You know that we don't have to tell them right now if you
would rather wait." He says to me.
"No love, the sooner I am honest with them the better. I
just hope things go well." I prayed.
Mom was home when we arrived and she greeted me
with a hug and a kiss. She stands back, and looks at me
and asks me what happened to my face. I tell her we were
in a fight and I was all right.
She says, "men I will never understand them." I introduce
Kyle and tell her how we are both going to Umass in
September. She asks him what major he was going to
pursue.
"At the moment Liberal Arts until I can determine what
career I desire."
"Joshua is majoring in business law like his dad," she says.
"Isn't that right Joshua?"
"Mom," I said, "I don't know what I want to major in yet."
"Oh honey you wait and see your dad will point you in the
right direction." She tells me as I roll my eyes.
"Honey take Kyle up to the guest room and let him relax.
You both must be tired after such a long trip."
"Well I thought he would stay with me in my room mom."
"Why would he want to do that for? You only have one
bed and you are both grown men."
"But mom.please"
"No but about it son, now put him in the guest room."
She turns and goes into the kitchen to prepare dinner. I
take Kyle upstairs to the guest room and he pulls me to him
and kisses me. I put my arms around him and kiss him
back.
"I don't think she will understand Josh," he tells me.
"I am still going to tell them."
"What if they don't take it well?" He asks me.
"Well, I will cross that bridge when I have to babe."
We put his things in the guest room and go for a ride to
see the university grounds. Amherst is a beautiful little
college town with its quaint Victorian homes and several
other college campuses. We get to the Umass campus and
find that there are many people there already. I ask this
guy which way to the administrative offices and he says
that he is heading there himself and we join him.
"By the way my name is JP," he says to me.
"I'm Josh and this is Kyle." I say.
I ask him if he lives on campus and he says no way. He has
an apartment in town and that there is still one left in his
building. It seems that the couple that was going to rent it
backed out and he was heading over to the administrative
offices to place an ad for rental apartment. I look at Kyle
and he says,
"Before you do that can we see it first?"
"Sure if you want to. It has two bedrooms; living room and
a big eat in kitchen with a huge bathroom. It even comes
with heat and a garage. Oh and it's furnished. Not the best
stuff but suitable though."
"How much is the rent on it?" I ask him.
"Well the last folks were paying fifty five dollars a month
but the landlord remodeled the place and want seventy
dollars a month."
We follow him to the apartment, which is in a gorgeous
Victorian home that had been made into three separate
apartments, and the one we are looking at is on the first
floor. We get the grand tour and decide to take it. Kyle
gives the landlord two months rent and he gives us the
keys. I look at him and say,
"Our first home together love."
"Yep!" He says and I hit him on his chest lightly.
"I will pay half when I get to the bank. I don't have it on
me but I do have it in the bank." I say, "Can we afford this
place?" He looks at me and says,
"I can afford much more than this."
"I will get a job and pay half of our living expenses babe." I
tell him.
"Listen," he says taking me in his arms "I am the man of
this house and I will provide."
"But that's not right," I tell him. "I don't expect you to pay
my way in this."
"Bud, I love you and want to take care of you. Money
doesn't matter to me. I want you to be able to study and
get good grades and not have to worry about money or
work."
"Well, we will see about this," I tell him as he takes me in
his arms and kisses me.
We spent the next few hours christening our new love
nest. We made passionate love for the next two hours until
it was time to head home for dinner. Dad was home when
we got there and shook my hand and asked when I planned
to get a haircut. I told him I wasn't and introduced him to
Kyle. He shook hands with Kyle and asked if he planned
to get his hair cut before school started. He said he hadn't
planned on it. My dad still wore his as he did in the
Marines. He looked at me, and said that we needed to talk
before I went to bed. Mom came in and said that dinner
was ready and to go and wash up. We came in a few
minutes later and sat down for a nice home cooked dinner.
It went well at dinner mostly small talk about Kyle's
parents. After dinner, he asks Kyle if he would excuse us
for a dad and son talk. Kyle said that he would help Mrs.
Kerry clean up from dinner. My dad said she is Mrs.
Quincy she had married me after Joshua's dad died.
"So son, have a seat." He says after leading me into the
den.
"What do you want to talk about dad?"
"Well first your attitude tonight."
"My attitude is just fine. I have said nothing out of line
tonight."
"You disrespected me in front of your hippy friend about
your hair. I also understand that you gave your mother a
hard time about sleeping arrangements today. Also we
need to come to an understanding about your major also."
He tells me in his matter of fact voice.
"First of all dad, my hair is my hair and I will wear it as I
like. Secondly, my major is not up for discussion here. I
will decide what I want to do with my life not you or mom.
Finally dad, Kyle is not my hippy friend he is my boyfriend
and lover."
My dad's face was like a thermometer. You could see
the different degrees of redness as it climbed up his face.
He grabs me by the shirt and pulls me to his face and yells,
"No son of mine is going to be a faggot."
"Well sorry dad but that is not what I am, I am gay." I tell
him.
He shoves me into the table and I fall over it crashing to
the floor. He reaches down, raises his hand, and hits me
across the face making my nose bleed and sending me
again crashing to the floor. He reaches again to strike me
and Kyle grabs his arm.
"Nobody hits my man," he says to my dad.
"How dare you touch me you faggot." He says to Kyle.
"You ever call me or your son that again it will be the last
thing you ever say. Do I make myself clear sir?"
"Get the fuck out of my house and don't either of you come
back," he yells causing my mom to come running in.
"What is going on in here?" she asks looking at me on the
floor bleeding.
"Your fa.. gay son is leaving and not coming back," he
tells her. "Now go back in the kitchen and do your chores."
Kyle helps me up and we leave the room. We go
upstairs and get our clothes. We come down and he is
ready to attack us again. Kyle stands in between us and
tells him,
"I wouldn't even think of it, you would be sorry."
He swings at Kyle and misses as Kyle steps aside. Kyle
shoves him into the couch and we leave. We get into
Kyle's van and drive off. We head to our new apartment
and settle in for the night. He takes me in his arms, and
pulls me to him and kisses me. I just love this man so
much. After a while we break and he looks at me and asks,
"How are you planning on paying for school?" he asks me.
"I'm not. I have a full academic scholarship that is paying
my way. Now all I need is money for books and supplies
and that I will get a part time job for." I tell him.
"Josh babe, you are my man. Let me take care of you,
please." He says.
"I can't do that love, it wouldn't be fare or right. I didn't
fall in love with you so you could support me." I tell him.
"If I remember right you didn't even know I came from
money now did you."
"But." I start to say.
"No buts but your but bud. I'm horny lets make love huh,"
and we go to bed.
"It's your turn to loose your virginity," I tell him.
"We will see," he says with a smile. God I love that smile.
To be continued.
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